Shiro Tsujimura

Who was waiting there, who was hunting me So I could not drink, and it covered, and I saw within My lawless heart, and my wending reign I did not know, and I could not see Who was waiting there, who was hunting me It was dark, I panicked on Then He struck my heart with a deadly force Then He said, this heart, it is not yours And He gave the wind my wending ring And He circled us with everything By the rivers dark, I lived my life